I've been living in a strange chapter of my life mixed with insomnia, created this... prose.
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Submitted: Oct 17, 2008
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and the lines begin to smudge
creating nothing but a forgotten love affair.
words conflict beneath the moonlight
a paper trail of tears
bookmarked seemingly forever
printed on a postcard
from years ago:
"My love returns to you
so do not cry."
moonlight memories
on the slip of a paper
nothing more
than a word.
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Comments:
Beautiful. A haunting mixture of sorrow and sweetness. Love it.
Posted: Oct 17, 2008
The majority of my writing is word vomit, as you call it. But whatever works. I think it's the most honest way to write. You should keep doing it.
Posted: Oct 17, 2008